Is It Poetry
Some Come Again Around A Door - Poem by Is It Poetry
Why this is not even the door they know when they
come around a door.The look is never
different when they come around a door maybe
the mood has changed a little, when they open the door.
I just don't know.When you come around a door
how do you act.Some times, real excited, if we do,
can you, will you, then come back again around a door?
Times are strange, time grows short, again this fancy coat with tie
around my throat, seen this way a different day to come around a door.
The door is worn for all to see.you come around a door to be seen
inside a frame, untamed the door is what you are to see, when you come around a door.Around this door you find a lite, to help you find your way about the door when lite has flown.Come around a door again, I ask you now again, front or back this door you own.
The morrow here to be unsaid, as was the night before this door you came around again.
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